"Don't listen to her nonsense, Xiaoli!"
Owl stepped forward, and Xu Xiaoyou raised a sharpened iron rod, pointing it at the crowd gathering around while using Xia Li as a hostage.
Xia Li didn't resist in her embrace, just stared blankly back at her former companions, suddenly feeling a suffocating sensation, as if an invisible serpent tightly coiled around her body.
"Doctor, is what you're saying true?"
Despite being coerced, Xia Li still wanted to believe in the blonde girl beside her.
Perhaps it was due to their time together, or maybe it was the unintentional gentle gaze from the other person, and that familiar scent, which made her instinctively lower her guard and draw closer to Xu Xiaoyou.
"The right of judgment is in your hands," Xu Xiaoyou said. "If you're willing to trust me, I can take you back."
